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So here i am, telling another sad story.
I haven't got much you can call happiest day ever since forever.
Another gloomy day for me.
World war, idk maybe 100th??
I had witnessed a fight between my mom and my sis.
I'm not suprise at first but after a while it's getting worst.
Not just my sis, every time i come back home i also had a fight with my mom.
I know, my mom was hurt because of what we have done, but
sometimes, things happen.
Although the weather is hot right now, but inside of every each of our heart it's raining.
Sometimes i wonder, when will four of us stop fighting. When we all get together, it will end up fighting.
Sometimes i wish my dad was here, cos only then we will stop fighting.
They say, the more you had a fight with someone the more you got closer to them, but i don't think that will happen to us.